That girl hadn't shown her face, but her build was a dead ringer for Diaia. There was no doubt about it.
A jolt of cold dread coiled in my gut, and my fingers shook uncontrollably.
I couldn't stop replaying the what-if in my head: what if I hadn't texted Noah yesterday and had driven home alone? I didn't even want to imagine how badly that could have ended.
Noah picked up on how shaken I was. He wrapped his hand around my ice-cold, trembling one to soothe me.
"Emma, it's okay. Nothing bad happened, right?"
The warmth from his palm seeped into my skin, and I started taking slow, deep breaths to pull myself together.
It took a long time for my hammering heart to finally calm down.
I made a copy of the security footage and sent it over to Captain Mercer, then dropped my car off at the
